I am grieving the lack of sun and terribly depressed. My fingers are numb and I can’t feel the rest, even though my body is fully dressed. Those around me stay cheerful and recite the lines that the sun is … Continue reading →

One of my favorite Christmas songs is on the CD Home for Christmas by Amy Grant. The song is, “Grown-Up Christmas List.” The words of the chorus sum up so many of my own personal sentiments that I often sing … Continue reading →

I was honored to be approached by The Kindness Blog to write an article about the ways in which kindness has affected my life…this is the story I submitted. He didn’t kiss me goodbye in the morning, believing that it … Continue reading →

There is no television. The radio is off, the birds congregating near the shoreline the only chatter we hear. Civilization seems distant from our cabin in the woods as my husband and I break from technology, escape becomes synonymous with … Continue reading →

I am ten years old; my knobby knees shaking as I stand upon the high diving board getting ready to jump as the last test of my abilities. After six weeks of swimming lessons, they think I am ready for … Continue reading →

I am riding in the car with my husband, windows partially down, wind blowing my hair, enjoying the smell of the damp spring air after the rainstorm. We round the corner, passing a row of pine trees as the memory … Continue reading →

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